At the end of April, 15 creative souls gathered with us for our retreat on Inismor – Writing on the Wild Edges of the World. We had a wonderful group with participants from all over the U.S., Canada, and South Africa. I am delighted to share some of their poems over these next few weeks. Pour a cup of tea, imagine yourself on a windswept limestone island in the Atlantic, and savor for a while. From Patia Carque Inismore Embraced by waves, winds, anion the Isle will do the work. She’ll lift, kiss, nourish you while cows graze her hilly breasts.